Luyện nghe bài hát Suit of Lights

While Nat King Cole sings, To My World'
You request song you hate, you sentimental fool
And it's the of habit, if it moves, then you fuck it
If it move, you stab it

And I thought I heard 'The Man's Blues'
He went out to work that night and wasted his
there was a public execution
Inside he died a thousand

And pulled him out of the cold, cold ground
And they pulled him out of the cold, cold
And they pulled him out of the cold, ground
And they put him in a of lights

In the first editions
Where they advocate the noose
Then tell the sorry tale of the spent
Her uncouth escort looking her dress

Anyway, say that she wears the trousers
And learnt that she does
And doesn't if she should tell him yes
Or let him go

And they him out of the cold, cold ground
And pulled him out of the cold, cold ground
And they pulled him out of the cold, ground
And put him in a suit of lights

Well, it's a dog's life in a rope leash or a collar
It's enough to make you think right now, but you don't
For goodness sake as you cry and
Let's keep you face down in the where you belong
And think of all the that it brings
you know that it's wrong

And there's still in your body
But most of leaving
Can't you give us all a
Can't you stop

And I thought I heard 'The Man's Blues'
I went to work night and wasted my breath
Outside painting tar on somebody
It's the closest to a work of art they will ever be

And they pulled him out of the cold, cold
And they him out of the cold, cold ground
And they him out of the cold, cold ground
And they put him in a suit of
And put him in a suit of lights